Yun Yun, Forced into a Corner

At the end of the sea of flowers lay an incomparably majestic mountain range, shrouded in cloudy mist. This was the mountain gate of the Flower Sect.

The Flower Sect's disciples were all women, each beautiful in appearance and elegant in temperament. With a thousand-year inheritance and profound foundations, the sect held a position of great importance even in the Middle Continent.

At the center of the Myriad Flower Mountain Range, the tallest of the mountain peaks rose from the earth, piercing the clouds. It was known as the "Myriad Flower Main Peak."

This peak was exceptionally vast. Elegant buildings lined its slopes, built against the mountainside in orderly tiers. From the foot of the mountain to its waist, pavilions, halls, towers, and medicinal gardens had everything one could need. Disciples moved among them with light steps and lively auras.

At the summit stood an enormous plaza that had been artificially carved flat. The entire plaza was paved with blue Giant Stones weighing a thousand jin each, their surfaces polished smooth as mirrors. Despite the passage of time, they remained remarkably sturdy.

The stone railings around the plaza were engraved with intricate, exquisite petal patterns, so lifelike they seemed ready to bloom at any moment. When the breeze passed through, a strange fragrance lingered over the plaza—a blend of rare mountain flowers and the sect's unique incense, elegant and enduring.

Behind the plaza stood a towering main hall known as the Myriad Flower Hall.

The hall was carved entirely from white jade. Under the sunlight, it gleamed with Radiant Flow, magnificent and imposing.

Its roof was covered in glazed tiles, with bronze bells hanging from its corners. Whenever the wind blew, they rang with crisp chimes.

Above the main entrance hung a gilded plaque bearing the three bold characters: "Myriad